You walk bySwallowing the sky,Where it’s not atAnd neither am I. Lick my woundsWhere overhang,The bloodless battleWhose victory rang. My thoughts I’ve squanderedWhere no one hears,Pain is so silent -Grant me your tears. Laugh at meWhilst I might try,And though it’s cruel,Could you...
self-reflection
Object Of Desire
"How our perspective on desire can change so much over time"
As a younger man,The object of desire Was a thing Two as one- The moment, The doing, The having, The taking As an older man, The object of desire Is a feeling Two as one- The being, The you, The...